Our Dearly Departed

Epilogue

Epilogue

Gerard

I guessed that after that day nothing would be awkward, and I was right. It was nice. Frank and my girl kissed each other a lot more. Sometimes they even had sex without me, which made me happy that they could be intimate together. Frank and I were closer than ever, and I was even closer to her. We had sex all together once in a while, but we saved it for when we all really wanted it, and I kept my promise about jacking off. We had a good code going. Open door meant an invitation to join, closed door was private time, and I actually remembered to close the door when I needed to. Best of all, no one had to wear pants in the house.

She got a job in publishing and was really happy with it. She only had to work part time, so she was much happier. I was working on my art a lot more. I had dug up some old sketches and put them together to start a graphic novel. Of course, if any of this took off, I would have to fake my death once people started to notice I wasn't aging, then we'd have to go under the radar again. That was ok, it was a sacrifice I was willing to make when the time came, as long as I had my family.

Best of all, though—Frank finally got his band together. It was a complicated process. He wasn't as ok with eventually going underground as I was. He had found a great group and didn't want to ever give it up. So, we had to find a couple of loopholes. First of all, he found Ray, an awesome guitar player who gave up a possible career with an already semi-established band because he "just felt right about Frank's personality and talent". He deserved something for his selflessness, so we made him a vampire. He didn't live with us. He had a girlfriend and was immediately compelled to turn her once he was turned, so it all worked out. Frank turned Ray and they were close friends, then Ray turned his girlfriend and they were introduced to the wonderful world of the undead. Ray was really accepting of our situation and was a good person to confide in. We never had to hide anything around him.

A strange thing began to happen after that. Other vampires began coming out of the woodwork. We soon had a few connections in New York, Pennsylvania, Delaware, and other areas of New Jersey. Frank made friends with one who was a drummer and it worked out perfectly. All he needed was a bassist. He was having trouble finding one and becoming increasingly frustrated. I made a bold suggestion. My brother, Mikey. He had been playing for years and already knew about vampires. The only problem was he didn't know about Frank, and his family thought I was dead. After talking it over, Frank and I decided it was worth a shot. I invited Mikey over to our home one evening. I was so nervous. I didn't know how he'd feel about our relationship. He arrived in the evening, guitar and amp in tow. He shook Frank's hand and hugged my girl.

"Glad you stuck with, him!" Mikey said to her with a smile.

I was shaking.

"Mikey, we have to talk. There's a lot to catch up on."

"What's up? Are you ok?"

"I'm good. Better than ever, actually"

He saw my open sketchbook on the couch.

"You're drawing again!" he said excitedly, "That's great, Gee!"

"Yeah. Um...so...I never told you, Mikey...I like guys, as well as women."

"I know, Gee."

"You do?"

"Yeah, you're my brother. I've known since we were kids."

"Oh. Well, there's that...and um, Frank and I, and her...we're a thing."

Mikey looked slightly confused, like he was putting together the puzzle pieces slowly in his mind.

"Like...the three of you? You're in a relationship together?"

"Yeah."

"Is he a vampire, too?" Mikey pointed at Frank.

"Yeah."

"Ok, got it."

"That's it? Got it?"

"Yeah. It's pretty simple."

My nerves went away. How could I ever think my brother would reject me?

Frank smiled, "So the real reason we wanted you to come over is because my band needs a bass player."

Mikey laughed. He and Frank jammed out and talked terms. We obviously couldn't turn Mikey into a vampire, but he was willing to play in a band with some. I just couldn't go to shows if his wife was there, which would be difficult. The other interesting part was finding an audience. Frank know they wouldn't pass as humans forever, but he insisted on finding a way around it. He solution was an audience of undead. A band by the undead, for the undead. It worked perfectly, except for the fact that we had to protect Mikey and his wife at all costs. They kept the kids far away, and his wife was completely unaware that she was surrounded by vampires one day a week when she popped in to see a show. It went well. Frank gained some underground popularity with vampires, werewolves (which I had no idea existed until they showed up at the venues), ghosts, witches, and even angels and demons, which caused tension at times. It all worked out, and Frank was as happy as lark. We were all happy—and loved.

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